Another day in paradise (short story 8)

She woke up to the sound of the birds as any other day, opened the curtains and the door to her balcony and immediately knew from the smell in the air that it finally had rained last night. She stretched her arms, her neck and back and as the sun was shining brightly through the trees she thought to herself, what a beautiful fresh day in paradise. Heading down to her beach, this time all the way down to the big pool between the reefs and the weed, she was all excited to see what this amazing spot will bring her today, now, in her own private paradise. Step by step into the sea, slowly and calmly as if not to disturb the life underneath, taking long deep breaths welcoming every little wave that splashes to her skin an extra inch with each step further and then stopping to enjoy the chill water as it gently touches her. The endless horizon she can picture with her eyes closed, the whale shaped rocks not too far from shore, the hills along the peninsula on the west, the deserted white beach with a palm tree leaning side way on the east, smiling to her self as IT IS one of the most relaxing enjoyable moments that she knows, early morning when it is quiet and all to her self. Take it in, take it all in. She kept standing at the point just before the water reaches above the belly button enjoying every breath with a light movement, first with her fingers drawing eights in the water, then small circles with her wrists as it grows and move the hands then the arms, stronger movements almost as if she was dancing in the water to the rhythm of the waves when she then realised she was not alone in her little spot in the water in paradise. A school of fish was swimming right towards her, then made a turn away from her. She stood there watching without a movement, checking them out as they were checking her out (or not...), swimming in circles around her, first a big circle then a bit closer and swam away. That was nice, I wonder what they think of me she thought to herself as she noticed them swimming back towards her again. And so they swam towards and away from her. Oh ye, of course, she laughed, silly me, fish have a very short memory, they can't remember they've just been here, she was smiling to this thought when she suddenly noticed that each time they change direction more fish are joining the school. It kept growing and growing as she counted at least 100 fish swimming in a structured double pyramid shape. Not really paying attention to how long she's been standing there breathing, watching, playing, smiling she then felt a little hot and sweaty, she dived straight in to join the school but they were not as friendly and could not be fooled to think that she was one of them and just like that, they swam away...

a stormy night (short story 7)

There was something in the distance, far far away. At first it looked just like a fishing boat out for a night catch but then something didn't look right. He kept staring at it trying to figure out what it is and as the staring progressed he noticed how clear the picture becomes in the darkness of the night. He could make up the size of the boat, from front to back, the lines of two figures shifting from side to side with the movement of the boat. It made perfect sense and still he wasn't convinced. The white foam of the waves was getting closer when he noticed one of the figures jumping into the sea and drifting away fast from the boat. At that point nothing made sense anymore and when it seemed as if a whale was crunching the side of the boat and getting closer to the figure that was still on it he turned his look away as if to ignore the horror, as if he didn't want to believe what his eyes are staring at. He closed his eyes for a few moments, shook his head and when opened them again everything around was rocking like the sea. No sign of the boat, no figures in the water, just a stormy night he thought to himself while spotting an airplane shape object in the water...

Life on the beach (Short story 3)

There's so many things to do on the beach and usually my chosen activity depends first on nature...

On every beach I can find some creatures, usually small, not so visible at first, but if I sit down on the sand, not too far from the water, I can usually spot some crabs running around and other types of sandy creatures...

Depending on the weather as well, sometimes it is just too hot to move or do anything outside the water. Watching these creatures, chasing and catching them is one of my ways to entertain myself on the beach.

Lying down quietly and listening to the sounds of the waves, the birds catching fish in the water, is one of my favourites... but if the beach is crowded, especially with loud kids and families, then there's probably just one thing left for me to do... go find a quieter beach!